Wang Quan asked doubtfully: "Do you know that you are the high priest?"
Feng Ajiu nodded.
Wang Quan was startled, "Ah? Then your aunt dares to do that to you? Others in the village don't care?"
"I don't care." Feng Ajiu's expression remained calm, "Everyone says that the high priest is just a tool, and only children like me who no one wants will become the high priest.
"But the village chief, Uncle Six and Grandpa Four are also priests. Why do everyone like them? Is it because I am the only one with white hair?
"As for my aunt...she often scolds my parents when she beats me. Maybe my parents feel sorry for her."
Wang Quan didn't care about her aunt at all.
People have been hacked to death and you still say this?
As for what she has hidden secrets, Wang Quan doesn't care.
Wang Quan only knew that she wanted to stab him to death when his back was turned to her, and then he killed her in self-defense.
What he cared more about was the previous words.
What does "the high priest is just a tool, and only children who are not wanted will become the high priest"?
How dare these guys only regard the high priest as a disposable tool to summon the evil god to possess him and then attract the wind?
That's so evil.
The burden in Wang Quan's heart, which was already small, was reduced again.
He originally wanted to kill those guys when he saw their stupid appearance, but now he has no scruples.
This does not mean that he is a Yangou, and his three views follow his five senses.
When he first came to the village and heard the chatter of those old guys, he wanted to kill them.
At that time, he had not seen Little White Mao yet.
He didn't think he was crazy, he was even very sane.
But it's that feeling, how should I put it, similar to the feeling of a "limiter" being released.
Many people have had that kind of thought. For example, when they see something in the news about something a vicious criminal or a disgusting guy has done, they wish that he would die right away, and they may even say "Why doesn't he die" on the Internet?
Something like that.
But back to reality, most people just curse a few times and feel uncomfortable for a day or two.
After all, society has rules, and no one has the ability to do so.
Wang Quan was like that before.
But now he is the kind of player who can directly turn the ideas in his head into reality.
If he encounters a disgusting person who wants him to die, he will really do it.
But he also clearly knows that this is not the world he originally lived in, and he has never met anyone who can beat him, so he is unscrupulous.
He is not even afraid of bullets. After killing people and returning to the original world, he is still the same Wang Quan.
It's just that my mentality will be more relaxed.
For example, now, he rubbed the little village girl's white hair with a smile, "Stay at home, I want to try Ajiu's cooking today. Brother, I will go for a walk and I will be back before lunch~~"
Feng Ajiu nodded obediently, "I won't go out."
"Okay, so good~~"
After rubbing the white hair angrily and leaving the scent of soap on his hands, Wang Quan left the house leisurely.
He wanted to find the Sixth Uncle, Fourth Grandpa and the village chief that Ajiu mentioned.
If the three of them can leave the village, then there is nothing wrong with them being priests.
This also further proves that the ghosts breaking the wall in Fenggu Village are indeed related to the "greatest god in our village" they prepared for the priest.
Is the wind so strong?
Wang Quan remembered that he had checked information on the Internet before coming here. Wasn't that stuff from the Classic of Mountains and Seas?
There will be strong winds when entering the venue, bringing with it weather phenomena.
The sun is shining brightly now, and obviously the strong wind is still sealed.
Then go and play with the three of them.
Sacrificing the high priest as a one-time sacrifice, and then holding the power as the priest himself.
As a partner of justice, how could Wang Quan sit idly by and watch?
Wang Quan didn't know the other two, but he still knew about the village chief's family.
There seemed to be no one in the village, just a few old men and women sitting in the open space in the middle of the village basking in the sun.
Wang Quan walked far away from them and walked towards the village chief's house.
Mainly because I was afraid that if I passed by them and heard some disgusting words, I would be unable to control myself and kill them on the spot.
Arriving at the door of the village chief's house, Wang Quan knocked on the courtyard door.
There was no movement inside.
Wang Quan remained patient and knocked on the door again.
Still no response inside.
He frowned and suddenly turned back.
The old guys a little further away were still chatting, and everything looked normal.
But Wang Quan just felt that someone was watching him, and it wasn't just one or two people.
The depths of his eyes were slightly scarlet, and he scanned around.
None of those old guys looked here, and the windows of other bungalows without yards were all closed.
Wang Quan narrowed his eyes and withdrew his gaze.
He stared at the courtyard door and continued to knock on the door.
There is someone in the village chief's family, he is sure of this.
After borrowing some strength, his senses were greatly enhanced, and he heard the soft and deliberately controlled breathing in the yard.
Just behind the door in front of you!
He knocked on the door again and asked, "Is the village chief here? I, Wang Quan, want to come and talk to you about Feng Ajiu."
People in the yard made some noise.
If he hadn't been in a heightened state of senses now, he wouldn't have heard it.
The next moment, he heard footsteps that were so subtle that they were almost non-existent, and then the door in the yard was opened, and then the footsteps returned to normal.
Then the courtyard door opened.
The village chief appeared in front of Wang Quan with a warm smile on his thin face, "Oh, I accidentally fell asleep just now, come in, come in."
He pulled Wang Quan into the house with great enthusiasm.
Wang Quan was not timid at all and followed him in.
When he reached the door of the house, Wang Quan stopped and said, "Village Chief, your courtyard door is not closed yet. I will go and close it for you."
"Oh yes! Look at my memory! You go sit in the room first!"
The village chief slapped his forehead, called Wang Quan into the house, and then quickly walked over and closed the courtyard door.
Wang Quan heard the sound of him being locked.
With a warm smile, he walked into the house.
Entering the house, he looked around.
This room is about ten square meters. Apart from a cabinet, a table and a kang, it can be called a bare house.
If you didn't know that he was a priest, then this village chief could really be called a noble man.
While Wang Quan was looking around, the village chief also entered the house.
He also closed the door smoothly.
Walking in front of Wang Quan, he took two cups and poured two cups of boiled water, and then said: "My place is small and there is nothing to entertain, so don't dislike it.
"By the way, what do you want from me?"
"Well, I've never been to the fields before, so I just thought I could go to the fields and help the villagers work." Wang Quan took the water cup, but didn't drink it, but put it on the table.
superior.
"This..." The village chief looked confused.
Wang Quan asked doubtfully: "Is it inconvenient?"
"It's really inconvenient." The village chief explained, "We are busy with farming right now. I'm not afraid that you will be a disservice. Don't get me wrong, I'm just afraid that the villagers will be dissatisfied.
"They are all from the countryside, and they only rely on food in exchange for food stamps. I have no idea about this."
"Okay, let's talk about it later when we have the opportunity." Wang Quan understood clearly.
The village chief nodded quickly, "Next time, definitely next time!"
"Then I'll go back first, and you'll be busy first."
"Okay! Then I won't give it away. I have a lot of things to do here."
Seeing that the village chief had no intention of leaving anyone behind, Wang Quan calmly walked to the door.
Then he locked the door and suddenly turned around, "By the way, there's one more thing."
Seeing the village chief's puzzled expression, he explained: "It's not that I'm bad at speaking. I don't think there is a school in our village. That girl Feng Ajiu also likes me. I want to take her to the city and let her go to school. Isn't that what our country also advocates?"
As for literacy, I am answering the call."
The village chief's face turned gloomy to the naked eye.
Wang Quan hurriedly said: "Don't worry, she will come back to see everyone during the school holidays. If you are not worried, you can also find someone to come to the city to visit."
The village chief was silent for a long time, his voice cold, "What if I say no."